How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 640

Watts noticed what was happening across the room.

He raised an eyebrow with mild curiosity but didn't go out of his way to greet them.

Instead, he leaned toward Elodie and murmured, "Where are you headed? I've been here a few times I know my way around. Want me to show you?"

Elodie drew her gaze back from the other side and nodded politely. "Thank you, but that won't be necessary. Mr. Whitaker's team is sending someone to meet me. You go ahead."

Her refusal was direct but delivered with the same gentle composure she always

wore.

Watts didn't push. He simply handed her his umbrella. “Here, take my umbrella. When this is over, should we head back together?"

"You don't need to wait for me," Elodie replied, not offering further explanation. She didn't want to create any expectations.

Watts just smiled, unfazed. "Alright. I'll see you later, then."

As he walked away, Elodie no longer spared any attention to why Jarrod was here. She turned and made her way elsewhere.

Watts. Though he didn't know exactly what they'd said, he quietly averted his gaze and turned to Eaton. "I assume

you're remarkably farsighted. You took this step years

weren't truly vital, Verdania wouldn't have kept things under wraps for so

humility, walking alongside Eaton. "If my work can contribute to scientific progress,

demeanor was measured and poised, sharp beneath the surface but

noticed. Few young men

be

just yet. There are still

to see things finalized and pressed a little. "You're negotiating with Whitaker's team? I'll have some time

then nodded. "Of

wrong? Not happy with how talks

noncommittal smile. "Not

is important, and want it to proceed smoothly-f'd

expression darkening.

Speak freely. Whitaker and I

Aldridge. She's been reaching out to me quite often lately. Given that Elodie and I have been more publicly open about our marriage, I'm concerned that any gossip involving Miss Aldridge could affect reputations on all sides. I also don't want my

uncomfortable."